Arthur Kirkland and his American boyfriend Alfred Jones decided that when the next time Alfred visited London, the two of them would go to Badbury Rings in Dorset, England, a well known hotspot for paranormal activities. At night when it was pitch black with nothing but two video cameras with night vision.

They parked the car at the entrance. Alfred looked out the windshield. "Well, here we are." He looked at Arthur who was staring out into space with his hands in his lap clenched into fists and shaking. "Arthur? You okay?" Alfred asked his boyfriend. Arthur blinked. "Huh? Yeah. I-I'm fine. Completely and totally fine." Alfred looked at Arthur. He turned Arthur's chin so they were facing each other. Alfred leaned in and captured Arthur's lips in a chaste kiss. "You don't have to be scared. If anything tries to hurt you, I'll kick it's ass." Arthur smiled slightly. "I'm fine." he whispered. "That's more like it! Now let's see if we can catch some ghosts!" Alfred said. Arthur took in a ragged breath and got out of the car, Alfred following behind.

Alfred was walking on a dirt path with one camera pointed in front of him and Arthur walking behind him with the other camera, pointing it in diferent directions. "Alfred, I don't like it here. I wanna go home." Arthur whined. "Arthur, we're fine. Do you see anything that's gonna hurt us? No. Quit worrying. You got me." Alfred said, stopping to put a comforting hand on his boyfriends cheek. Arthur leaned into the touch and sighed. "You're right. I'm just overreacting." Alfred smiled. "Good. I'm gonna go ahead and see what I can find. You gonna be okay by yourself?" he asked. Arthur nodded. Alfred pulled Arthur into a kiss. "If anything scares you, scream and I'll come running." Alfred whispered against Arthurs lips. Arthur nodded and kissed Alfred chastly.

When Alfred was out of sight, Arthur began searching the darkness, lighted only by the light above the camera lense, for anything paranormal. Suddenly a twig snapped. "Alfred? Is that you?" he yelled. Then he heard rustling in the bushes. "Alfred if that's you it isn't funny!" He was about to scream, but he heard a scream ahead of him. Then he saw Alfred running in front of him. But instead of coming towards him, he ran across the road. 'Why the bloody hell is he running that way? Is someone chasing him?' Arthur thought.

But then he saw what was chasing him. It looked like an ancient scar-faced warrior on horseback. "Iggy! Get this the hell away from me!" Alfred screamed. Arthur couldn't breath. He was laughing too hard. "You know how you always told me not to cry when I'm scared? What about when I'm crying because something is too hilarious!" Arthur was laughing so hard, the camera was shaking terribly. Luckily they had a program on their computer that could make the footage non-shakey.